We Been On

[Intro] Adida Gang! [Verse 1 - Young Stoney] I got bitches in my pictures, I got liquor in my liver I'm on yo daddy's nerves with my dick inside yo sister Dreams come true, but bitch I come first I smoke weed till my lungs hurt We counting bread and yo crumb burnt I turn up and never unturnt All the Ciroc shots got my feet walking all kinds of crooked Spitting crazy like a wookie Pop a molly like it's pussy I go hard and y'all all mushy It ain't nothing but them Jars, Xanax bars got me walking on the motherfucking stars Pockets getting all too fat but I don't cut down on the starch And no my name ain't water but I got yo bitch all looking parched Haha What you talking bout? Adida Gang been on! Yeah motherfucker I told you. We been on Adida Gang AG [Verse 2 - Yung Drey] Yung Drey Ahh! Haha Yeah Yeah here we go again It's the boy Drey and I got some new friends A new day, New Era Click, yeah we in Living so cray and I do it till the end You got one bitch, well I got about 10 I laugh at the name that she call your boyfriend Got you dancing in my house when she not with him Me and my nigga Stoney, yeah we here for the win Living that fast life on the beach With the red and grey to the blue and green Spitting on this track, yeah I'm too mean Your girlfriend got me harder than a coral reef I'm the new king, better drop to your knees Bout to take over this TAMU-CC New Era Click, N-E-C Down by the seaside is where you'll find me Ahh! [Verse 3 - Young Stoney] That's what's up Drey We been on dog Let me talk to these motherfuckers again Young Stoney AG Starting to think that I go too hard Gotta new home, need a new car Roll it up, don't hold it up, if you got that lean, then po' it up Drop that quad, pray to God, cause once I get in it, I leave it raw I don't have a flaw, bitch have the ball Big D told me like "Dog they gon' remember us." Shout out to Flacko and Young Rigarus Can't forget about the homie LB Diamond fucking OG Back when I was in high school, man we would always blow tree I said back when like it was 03 but that shit was only last year Smoking in the mirror but my glass clear No lies in my raps cause I've done did everything I said I did New Busenitz fresher than the bread I get bitch Haha Young Stoney Time Alone 3 Last verse, got to go in on this shit Yeah 2013 T-A-M-U-C-C We repping for Texas boy Ahh! [Verse 4 - Young Stoney] Bitch I ball like gay hoes Pussy pink as Play-Doh And she the rep the gang bro Down here in the CC, but it ain't' nothing on Waco Could drive my ass to Hewitt or maybe even out there to Bellmead Guarantee you that I could show you every place they gon sell weed And I did this shit for myself, there ain't no motherfucker that help me I'm staring at the truth, just so happens its a selfie That real shit, that Will Smith That I Am Legend, I kill shit If you don't feel this, then your soul numb I get money and tell her hold some Not the mula, this million dollar dick If you ain't AG then don't even bother bitch Uh!